He can feel it -- It should be impossible. It is. With Bella. Who is always the closed book. Another reason this is his mind fallen apart -- the triumph that surges almost through the air. As though she's stretching into it. Glory at something she'd done.

The way she isn't moving. Almost seemed to be leaning further toward that gaping emptiness beyond the cliff face. He didn't have a heart and yet it clenched. The distance. Her will. "Don't do this."